[Featuring: Hussle]
Nipsey Hussle] Turn that up for me Really everything, like the Yeah, yeah, a bit louder No punch, you know that mean we workin hard
1: Nipsey Hussle] Look, rich nigga shit, pops was an immigrant Lifestyle illegit, but know I own out the trunk, ended up at the dealership All gold Rollie, face no blemishes Legend in my cause I grind so vigorous If I show my face of Texas, thats a big event Gotta pay me twenty just to hear me vent Im really out here on some shit, you take a flick Ballin on my own ten toes, so the is I call shots ask for permission, man I got a lot of big plans in my and I aint failed yet, a dollar hell yes Im a problem, failed test, its only worse I Im getting money, I just hope you gettin yours Im killin niggas so you know Im gettin more Now young Gambino on the chorus, go
[Childish - Chorus] This is for that real shit, this is for East side This is for my bad girls, this is for good guys This is for my grandma, is for that West side This is for niggas talkin shit on a website Damn I feel good, you feelin nothin is for my niggas who be livin dime a dozen Bino got good shit, Nipsey got them aces On some young rich shit, with black faces
[Childish - break] Yeah, faces My rolly so racist, all black on that million dollar bill, black faces Yeah, nigga, faces Look, yo I got Yo, turn, turn it up a Ay, here we go,
[Verse 2: Childish League of my own, swag Davis Only rapper make 100k on playlist Niggas on twitter, but in life they dont say shit My so racist, all black faces We the new, face it, kill em Jason Grind in my sleep man a nigga braces Wonder what you feelin like, used to be the nervous They aint mention Bino? Man that must be a purpose, right? Hostile, nigga my Kind of flow to paint a picture, Rockwell I dont eat pasta, everything is I dont fly now, say I fly Goyard Leave a face in that coast guard Metaphor Mozart, all we do is tell em the M Fox to my on some family ties Magazines got black faces when somebody I look at Donna Summers, she was tryin to survive People wrestle petty cash we should be really cryin over that one percent Like we a milk glass Fuck yall, Imma let my grandkids Look to the future, these dudes so last See me so Conde Nasty Me and on some grown shit, no rent Own shit, so Jim Crow shit, faces
[Childish Gambino - Ay, nigga, black faces Thats royalty,